The neon-lit night streets... this street became my way of life, and ten years have passed. My husband's company went bankrupt... we ended up with a huge debt as a couple, drinking alcohol I can't even drink for ten years, and before I knew it, I had my own shop. The debt is almost paid off. Just a little more and it would be over... Then, the debt collector showed up at Marina's shop. Her husband had gotten his hands dirty with money again, racking up additional debt. The unbearable weight of money she couldn't repay... There was no other way left but to sell her body.
